Siheyuan works as a nanny for Shazhu

After hearing what Jiang Feng said, the people in the courtyard also felt a wave of fear, and they all dragged their wives and children back home quickly. Jiang Feng returned to the house with He Yuzhu and He Yushui, and gave a few instructions, especially He Yuzhu, the one with a big mouth, who would not stay up all night for some things. After the two nodded in agreement, Jiang Feng saw that it was almost time, so he said to them, "Let's go home and go to bed. You should go to bed early too. Yushui will not go out tomorrow, lest he let the cat out of the bag."

He Yushui pouted, and Jiang Feng stepped forward and pinched her little face: "Okay, don't be unhappy. When we go out in a few days, I will take you to buy a hair flower."

When he heard that he could buy hairpins again, He Yushui's face immediately turned from gloomy to bright. Although he was very tall, he still had the heart of a child. In later generations, this height was quite good.

He Yuzhu also looked at Jiang Feng and He Yushui lovingly. The current He Yuzhu is different from the one in the drama. He has not been fooled. At least he knows to take care of his younger brothers and sisters and will not ignore the life and death of his family for Qin Huairu.

Jiang Feng also hurried back to the room. He still had tasks to check. After a simple wash, Jiang Feng lay on the bed and thought to himself, "Open the task."

The information displayed in his mind was that the task had been completed. Did he want to collect the reward? Jiang Feng looked at the page and found that it was no different from before. He said silently, "Come back to the reward." Jiang Feng felt a cold current rushing straight to his brain. After a while, he felt dizzy and his head hurt. As time passed, his head hurt more and more, until Jiang Feng passed out from the pain.

When Jiang Feng woke up, he looked around and saw that it was still dark outside. He took out his watch to check the time. Six hours had passed and it was now past four o'clock in the morning. His clothes and the quilt on his bed were all soaked with sweat. His body felt like it was not his own and he felt sore all over. Jiang Feng struggled to get out of bed, drank a large glass of water, turned the things on the bed aside, took out another set of clothes, took off all his clothes, changed into new ones, climbed back into bed and fell asleep.

The next day, Jiang Feng was woken up by He Yushui and He Yuzhu. They didn't have to go to work that day, so when they saw that Jiang Feng hadn't gotten up yet, they ran over to call him. When Jiang Feng opened his eyes, it was already dawn outside.

He Yuzhu and He Yushui stood at the head of the bed, looked at Jiang Feng and said, "Xiaofeng, what's wrong? Are you sick? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Jiang Feng shook his head. It was probably because the fused memory was too huge. His vision was sometimes normal and sometimes blurry, but his body felt much better than last night. He spoke in a hoarse voice: "It's okay. Maybe I caught a cold. I took medicine. I sweated a lot last night. I changed the quilt. I'll be fine after two days of rest."

He Yushui heard Jiang Feng's hoarse voice and quickly brought a glass of water. Jiang Feng took it and gulped it down. He Yuzhu heard Jiang Feng say this and said to Yushui, "Yushui, don't go out today. See if Xiaofeng's clothes and quilts are soaked. I'll come back to wash them later. I'll go to the market and buy a chicken to stew for Xiaofeng."

He Yushui agreed, and He Yuzhu pushed the door open and went out. He Yushui then took out all the clothes in the room to soak them, and took off the sheets and quilt covers. He went home to find a basin, soaked the sheets and quilt covers as well, took an enamel pot, went to his room to get two spoonfuls of malted milk, went back to Jiang Feng's room, made it, and placed it on the bedside. Seeing that Jiang Feng still had his eyes closed, he closed the door and went out to wash clothes.

At this time, Jiang Feng couldn't sleep. He felt that he was very familiar with the electrical industry. He knew everything from simple circuit wiring to complex mechanical circuits, just like an old master who had been in the industry for decades.

Jiang Feng had been worrying about what to do after graduation next year. Otherwise, with just a high school graduate, the street office would probably arrange for him to work in the propaganda department, or do clerk work in a factory. Not only would he not have any technical skills, but his status would not be as high as that of the current workers. There were still about ten years left, and it would be very dangerous to move up. It would be safest to hide in the factory and be a worker. After that special period, with the memory of his previous life, he would be able to dominate the domestic business world.

Jiang Feng lay in bed, thinking carefully about the profession of electrician. The memory in his mind must be at least 20 years ahead of the times. Many micro components have not been produced yet. He can only take one step at a time, and the things in his mind can only be expressed slowly. He also needs to find a way to buy some books to read and pretend to be self-taught. Otherwise, how can a person who reads every day understand so much electrical knowledge? Jiang Feng does not want to be caught and sliced.

Jiang Feng lay down for a while, opened his eyes, and felt much better now. Apart from a headache from time to time, there were no major problems. He got up, dressed, picked up the enamel mug on the bedside and drank a sip of water. It tasted sweet, and Jiang Feng knew as soon as he drank it that He Yushui had added malted milk. Malted milk was only in her room, and it was obtained by Jiang Feng by signing in. He secretly gave it to Yushui to drink. The packaging after drinking it was never taken out and thrown away, but was given to Jiang Feng to deal with.

After Jiang Feng finished a glass of water, he felt his throat was not so dry anymore. He stood up and walked out. As soon as he walked out the door, he saw He Yushui sitting under the eaves washing clothes and bed covers. He Yushui saw Jiang Feng coming out and said worriedly, "Cousin, are you feeling better? If you feel uncomfortable, just lie down and don't get up."

"I feel much better. I'm going to the toilet and I'll talk to you when I come back." Jiang Feng said, and walked out of the yard. He Yushui started rubbing clothes again. After a while, Jiang Feng came back, greeted He Yushui, and went into the house. His head still hurt from time to time, but there was nothing he could do. With so many additional memories at once, his brain also needed to adapt. This system did not have many tasks, and there were no medicines to take to strengthen the body. His body was still too poor.

At this time, He Yushui shouted outside. Jiang Feng walked out after hearing it. He Yushui said, "Cousin, help me unscrew the bed cover and sheets. I can't unscrew them."

Jiang Feng saw that the clothes had been hung up. He Yushui was standing by the pool in the middle courtyard. He walked over and the two of them worked together to wring out the sheets and bedspreads and hung them up. Jiang Feng went back to the house and He Yushui went to clean the house.

Jiang Feng lay on the bed again and fell asleep in a daze. It should be that his body needed to adapt. Protective sleep was essential. At noon, the yard was filled with the sounds of children crying and adults beating children. However, no one came to the door with a bowl to beg for food. The same was true for the Jia family. Bang Geng didn't dare to make a fuss now. It was better when Jia Dongxu was not at home. If he was at home, he would be beaten if he dared to make a fuss.

He Yushui ran to wake Jiang Feng up again. When they came into the house, they could smell the aroma of chicken soup filling their noses: "Brother Zhuzi, your cooking skills are getting better and better. When you stew a chicken, the whole courtyard can smell the fragrance."

He Yuzhu heard Jiang Feng's praise, raised his head and said: "Of course, don't you see who I am? My master said that my cooking skills are now comparable to his. If I have the ingredients, I can give Tan's dishes a try."

In the past few years, He Yuzhu not only learned skills from his master, but He Daqing sometimes came back to see Yu Shui and would also teach him a few tricks. And the master's uncle, he often met at the master's place. The master's uncle did not accept any apprentices and basically treated He Yuzhu as his apprentice. The current He Yuzhu is not the eighth-level chef in the play, who combines Sichuan, Shandong, Cantonese, Huaiyang cuisine and Tan cuisine into one. Now he just cooks his own dishes. If he can master all the cooking skills one day, it will be no problem for him to open a single He cuisine course.

There was no more scolding from Jia Zhang in the yard, but Yan Fugui's family in the front yard were also in a hurry to eat at this time. He said to the children in the family: "Do you smell the fragrance? It's worthy of being made by a chef. It's the same stewed chicken. Who can stew it to this taste? Eat it quickly while it smells good and you can save some pickles." He really deserves the name of stingy old Yan.

It was different at Liu Haizhong's house. Although the smell was fragrant, Liu Haizhong and the eldest brother were not very greedy. Liu Haizhong did not come back at noon, and the second aunt did not fry eggs. Liu Guangqi was okay, but Guangtian Guangfu's mouth was drooling. He usually didn't eat anything good. Now he smelled the stewed chicken and could only lean against the window, breathe in the smell, and eat pickled vegetables and steamed bread.

Xu Damao went to the countryside today and there is no one at home. After graduating from junior high school, Xu Damao failed to get into high school, so he followed Xu Fugui to work as an apprentice projectionist in the steel rolling mill. After teaching Xu Damao, Xu Fugui resigned and gave his job to Xu Damao. Xu Damao was successfully converted to a regular employee and is now a glorious projectionist in the steel rolling mill. His family life is not bad and his salary is not low. He often goes to the countryside to get some local specialties, so he has no shortage of meat. After Xu Fugui resigned, he found a job in a movie theater and moved near the movie theater.

The deaf old lady couldn't stand it. She had just eaten meat a few days ago, and the smell was like her life was taken away. The meat cooked by Auntie was not as good as that cooked by He Yuzhu. This was the reason why the deaf old lady plotted against He Yuzhu. She wanted to keep him by her side and have a special chef cook for him. Yi Zhonghai had a high salary and could buy ingredients. With these two people, the deaf old lady could live comfortably in her old age. But now He Yuzhu was missing, and no one cooked the meat bought by Yi Zhonghai. The deaf old lady walked around the house for more than ten times, took the crutch in her hand, and walked out. She also knew that the He family didn't like Yi Zhonghai, so she didn't go to find Auntie, and walked to the He family in the central courtyard by herself.

When they reached the door of the He family, the deaf old lady went up to push the door, but it wouldn't move. So she shouted from outside the door: "Zhuzi, Zhuzi, grandma, I'm here to see you."

Now He Yuzhu and the others have learned their lesson. It's ok to just fry some meat at home, but if they want to cook something delicious, they basically eat with the door closed to avoid being disturbed. Now that they have finally sent Jia Zhang away, the deaf old lady is here again.

When several people in the room heard the shouting outside, He Yuzhu was about to open the door, but Jiang Feng pulled him aside and winked at them. They quickly divided the remaining chicken, and in a few seconds only the bones were left on the table. Jiang Feng looked at the soup that had not been finished, and went into the kitchen with the bowl. After a while, he came out with an empty bowl, poured the soup in the bowl into another bowl and put it into the space. Jiang Feng sat on the chair, He Yu drank some soup in the bowl, picked up a steamed bun and started to eat. He Yuzhu got up and went to open the door.